A/N So here's a fanfic! I promise I'll update often, just not every single day. So VOILA.

So here they arrived at Macey's summer lodge.

Cammie's POV

After that 6 hour car drive, I'm exhausted.

"Listen up, girls rooming with girls, boys with boys, because we can't have some people have some night activities when they share a bed," she said, wiggling her eyebrows at us. I turn beet red, and Macey snickers. I feel Zach smirk behind me, though I can't see him.

"Wipe the smirk off your face, Zachary Goode!" I shout.

"Cammie must have super powers or something," Jonas says, shocked. "Because the angle she is facing now makes it impossible to see behind her, therefore…" He trails off when he realizes no one is listening. But little Lizzy smiles at him. He smiles a grateful smile.

We settle in, and we're done in 5 minutes. Or more like all of us are done in 5 minutes except Macey, who takes 30.

"Who's up for strip truth or dare?"

Everyone agrees except me and Liz, and we attempt to escape (key word attempt). That makes everyone laugh at us.

"I'll go first. Cammie, truth or dare?" Macey asks. Dang, it just had to be me.

"Dare," I say.

"I dare you to go down the beach, and tell the first boy you see with a girlfriend that you had fun last night. If the girl says anything, make a breakup scene," Macey says, cackling. I sit there, blushing furiously.

I go down the beach and see a cute guy walking down the beach with his girl.

"He's hot," Bex whispers to me and I blush. But since we're spies, everyone heard and chuckles when I blush, except Zach. He has this look of… jealousy?

I walk over to the boy swaying my hips a little as I walk, like Macey taught me to. I hear some catcalls and whistles from my friends and the boys. I give them the infamous Morgan glare, and everyone puts their hands up in surrender, but Zach just smirks.

"Hey, I had fun last night. We should do it again," I say seductively as I walk to him.

"ARE YOU CHEATING ON ME?!" the girl demands. I gasp.

"YOU PLAYER, YOU TOLD ME YOU WERE SINGLE!" I yell. I punch him in the face, which is pretty hard, since we were taught illegal moves at Gallagher. The girl does the same, but not so hard, of course. The girl and I storm off.

When I walk back to the group, they're laughing their butts off. I just stand there blushing.

"Hey, lets take a dip," I suggest. "LAST ONE THERE IS A ROTTEN EGG!" I scream. I feel someone haul me on to their shoulder. Zach. But why did he do that?

Then Zach sprints to the water, not affected by me on his broad, defined shoulder. DID I JUST SAY THAT?! He throws me in the water, and I miss his warmth. I think I'm falling for Zach, hard.